When it Gets Gangsta lyrics

by

Bushwick Bill


[Z-Ro]
When it get gangsta..
When it get gangsta, yeah
When it get gangsta - will these motherf*ckers ride or die
When it get gangsta, yeah
b*tch n*gga you ain't no soldier, you gon' hide and cry

[Willie D]
Well let me tell you a lil' somethin 'bout the n*ggas I roll with
We chin check b*tches, we don't go for that ho sh*t
Come to the Bloody Nickel tryin to stunt
Fifty thou' say I knock yo' ass out with one punch
And I don't care how many gangsta rap songs you listen to
Or the fact you smoke weed and pack a gun, I see the b*tch in you
I ain't just {?} shells, be sparkin the marks
I put a clip in you like it's a walk in the park
You can try to make bond, but I'mma stick to the script
Hit you with the pistol grip and make your L-dog flip
Youse a punk, youse a b*tch, I'll say it to your face
Youse a punk youse a b*tch that testified for the state
All them cowards watchin your back, just don't matter
All I gotta do is clap one and the rest gon' scatter
You click on easy targets and cats who don't bust back
n*ggas thinkin y'all the real but tell me this

[Hook: Z-Ro]
When it get gangsta - is your n*ggas gonna fight or run?
When it get gangsta, yeah
The n*ggas that be bumpin they be tuckin they tongue
When it get gangsta - will these motherf*ckers ride or die
When it get gangsta, yeah
b*tch n*gga you ain't no soldier, you gon' hide and cry
[Scarface]
Pussies fabricated, I'm made, you hoes made up
I speak like I live it doggie, you hoes hate us
I cook and rock it cause all you hoes cake up
I'm ridin on all of you stupid hoes, pay up
What's all this wolfin n*ggas is barkin, come f*ck with me fool
And I'mma put a hole inside yo' ass with this tool
Seven shots, n*ggas is gutter, we get in yo' sh*t
Talkin greasy like you runnin somethin, squeezin your di*k
What is you itchy, what's really n*gga? Call from the block
Loud talkin like you scared n*ggas, boy youse a mark
You know real n*ggas move quiet and quick to do dirt
Put this pistol up against your jersey, squeeze it and skirt
Murder be dirty {?} but that's in the plan
And here's somethin that you can't understand
How I can just up and five-finger kill me a man
This game right here for real, you n*ggas playin, but

[Hook]

[Willie D]
n*ggas always tell me how real I sound when I flow
That's cause the sh*t I talk about, I done done it befo'
Other rappers mouth off, that's just protection talk
I done robbed, sold dope, squeezed and left 'em in chalk
Yeah, them hard styles ain't about nuttin c*cksucker
Lookin mean ain't never killed a motherf*cker
So what you been to the pen and they call you a killer
I still draw this Desert E and spit at you n*gga
My mind is made up, just balls and my word
Any bast*rd that f*cked with mine gon' get scurred
Keep thinkin I'm playin, keep thinkin I'm kiddin
I'll bust yo' motherf*ckin head wide open like a watermelon
Homeboy 'bout to get his ass whupped blue
And he gon' probably sue, cause that's what pussies do
Some say it ain't worth it but f*ck that sh*t
I'd rather die like a soldier than to live like a b*tch
[Hook]

[Z-Ro] When it gets gangsta..
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